"It turns out that mental power is still very useful..."
Zhan Jingyi thought silently and looked around.
The town in front of him has been covered by a huge mental power net, and the whole town has darkened. Zhan Jingyi's mental power is spread in every corner, as if there are thousands of his clones, fighting against flesh and blood monsters in different corners. Fighting.
For a time, all kinds of emotions, including grinning, fearful, roaring, roaring, and struggling, came to mind. After a fight, thousands of flesh and blood statues were frozen in the final moment forever.
The bright moonlight shone on his body, casting a solid shadow on the ground.
Looking down from a high place, thousands of statues face Zhan Jingyi, like criminals who are atoning for their sins, lowering their proud heads.
Taking a deep breath and rubbing his temples, Zhan Jingyi felt a little dizzy. Zhan Jingyi said to himself: "It seems that this is basically my upper limit..."
Although he was extremely tired now, he was in a good mood. After all, he had saved many citizens of a small town and lived up to his responsibilities as the 502nd Institute. He slowly raised his head and let the blood flow out of his nose.
By the light of the moon, I admired the statues in this city and felt the killing of many spiritual clones walking in the darkness.
At this moment, he suddenly had some naughty thoughts, touched his chin, and said thoughtfully in his eyes: "Other people seem to give their powerful moves cool names..."
"Then...my move with thousands of mental clones is pretty powerful, right? What should I call it?"
A smile slowly appeared on his face: "So, I decided to name this trick: Autumn Wind Sweeps Fallen Leaves!"
The next moment, the air around Zhan Jingyi suddenly became much thicker, and the spiritual power that spread throughout the town slowly returned to Zhan Jingyi's mind.
It can be found that this kind of spiritual power is gloomy, cold, and violent, but when it returns to Zhan Jingyi's mind, it suddenly becomes a little strangely docile.
When the mental power returned to his mind, Zhan Jingyi's feeling of being drained of his brain disappeared instantly, and his brain became much more relaxed.
After the return of these mental powers, there seemed to be something hidden in them. Zhan Jingyi stretched out his hand, and three crystal-clear drops of blood, like blood-colored crystals, fell into his hands.
These three blood drops are very pure, as if solidified, so transparent that they can reflect the moonlight and shine brightly. You can even clearly see its internal texture and refraction of light. Its luster is like a natural gem, soft and Bright and beautiful, giving people a sense of tranquility and deep beauty.
Seeing these three blood drops, Zhan Jingyi suddenly realized that this might be the original origin of the flesh and blood monster, which could also be called the "origin blood". So, he found his handkerchief, wrapped the three blood drops and put it in In his pocket.
Looking at all the flesh and blood monster statues around, we can see that they have lost signs of life. If they were lifelike statues before, as if they were alive, now they are just stone carvings.
After doing all this, Zhan Jingyi felt that his body was extremely empty at this moment. His body swayed slightly, he became unsteady, and actually fell towards the ground.
When he felt bad, he quickly inserted the knife into the ground, supported himself, and stood firm. He was silent for a while, waiting for the situation to stabilize slightly, and then opened his eyes again.
After opening his eyes, Zhan Jingyi felt that his body had recovered a lot, and said to himself: "I'm really at a loss this time. I don't know if I can get more reward for this mission."
Looking around, there seemed to be nothing needed. He walked slowly towards the building where Qingshiya Laboratory was located.
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At this time, the entire town returned to silence from the noise just now. Compared with the previous mania when the flesh and blood tentacles extended to the sky, this deathly silence became a strong contrast.
At this moment, it was as if the whole world had become silent, and the town seemed to have just experienced a major earthquake, which was frightening.
Only the uprooted buildings, the ferocious foundations, and the flesh-and-blood crystal statues that maintained the most fearful state before death spoke of the intensity and danger just now.
The whole town seemed to have become an empty city, shrouded in death and silence. Only the occasional wind blew up some dust and debris flying in the air, adding to the desolation and dilapidation of the city.
This kind of quietness and silence further highlights how tragic and terrifying the disaster caused by Qingshi Cliff is.
Many mutants from the mutant team slowly walked out, looking at the dilapidated ruins all around the town, feeling terrified in their hearts.
To this day, they have not forgotten the feeling of being watched by something in the shadows, and their hairs are still standing on end.
"So, we can report it to the superiors and say the mission has been completed?"
Seeing that the flesh and blood monsters had turned into statues, Chen Liang knocked on one of them a few times, his eyes rolled around a few times, and he turned to look at Li Wanting.
Li Wanting's face was expressionless, so others didn't know what she was thinking.
After hesitating for a while, she turned her head and looked around, as if she was looking for someone, and said, "Where did the King of War... go?"
Aunt Wu smiled and said softly: "My team leader, he is still working, so let's not disturb him yet."
One sentence made everyone nod desperately. Zhan Jingyi really scared everyone just now, and now they can't wait to see him again.
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"Why is this happening?"
"This is simply unreasonable..."
"What on earth did I calculate wrong..."
In that building, Qin Hao's body was trembling uncontrollably. The trembling of his body pulled his palms, causing his hands to rub against the glass, causing them to drip with blood and tear his skin and flesh.
But at this moment, he felt endless fear, and more importantly, there were countless unsolvable problems appearing in his mind.
This made him feel dry. At this time, he especially wanted to take a sip of strong drink to suppress his restless emotions.
Moreover, now that he is in the bar, it can be said that the wine is at hand and within reach.
However, his hands were nailed to the table, unable to move.
Pain and desire intertwined in his body, creating a kind of madness and bloodiness, and he gritted his teeth.
Lifting his palm fiercely, he didn't care that his hand would be injured and his flesh and blood would be torn, and his palm was free.
A kind of self-discipline as a researcher makes him value his hands more than anything else. Therefore, even if he knows that his life is coming to an end, he always subconsciously protects his hands.
I don't want to damage my hands even more because of this struggle.
But by this time, he couldn't help it anymore. His frustration and desire to drink trumped everything else.
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Qin Hao's palms dripping with blood were trembling as he slowly approached the wine glass.
At this moment, his Adam's apple was rolling violently. At this moment, the glass of golden wine in front of him seemed to be able to overcome all temptations.
Perhaps, wine is the most considerate comfort after failure.
However, just when Qin Hao's trembling hand was about to touch the wine glass, another hand stretched out from the darkness and took the glass away before him.
"Didn't I tell you that drinking alcohol is bad for your health?"
Zhan Jingyi sat back on the high stool in front of the bar, said softly, and then drank all the wine in the cup. A stream of sweet, spicy and cold wine flowed through his throat, giving him a spicy comfort.
Seeing all this, Qin Hao raised his head fiercely, his eyes fierce and frightened.
In the flickering candlelight, the not-so-handsome face of a man who looked concerned about him was, in Qin Hao's eyes, the most abhorrent monster in the world.
"No... none of this is right! How could you... do that."
Qin Hao suddenly shouted loudly, with a fierce tone, as if he was arguing: "You are obviously just a first-level ordinary mutant, how can you have spiritual will!"
"Don't you understand yet?"
Compared with his excitement and anger, Zhan Jingyi's face was only calm and calm. He was only very concerned and slightly disappointed, as if he was looking at a stupid student or an enemy who hated iron.
"You...who are you? What kind of monster are you?"
Qin Hao's eyes were fixed on Zhan Jingyi, the muscles on his face were twisted and deformed, and sparks seemed to come out of his eyes.
Zhan Jingyi frowned slightly: "Didn't you Qingshiya study this question more than ten years ago? I should be the one to ask you."
Qin Hao's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his expression already looked crazy. He suddenly cursed: "Monster, you are a monster..."
"You are an out-and-out monster. It was you who ruined my experiment..."
"My experiment has obviously been successful, and the gods have obviously created it. Just because of you, everything... is in vain."
"Do you still think you did the right thing?"
When Zhan Jingyi heard what he said, he frowned slightly, took another cup over, and drank slowly: "There is only a thin line between genius and madman, and you, the madman, admit that you have committed a crime, is it really that difficult? ?”
As he spoke, Zhan Jingyi slowly drank the wine. He found that although the wine did not taste as good as it looked, it should be quite expensive.
You should be simple as a human being. Such expensive wine would be wasted if you don't drink it. Moreover, after all, this is what people are entertaining you.
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